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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required I gave you a wonderful Landscape to view And grow Foods and beautiful Flowers I gave you fresh Rivers and lakes That are homes to myriads Of sea animals I gave you different Kinds of minerals to invent Tools for making your lives Easier like the Mountain bees in their hives I entrusted you all These things for you Are my children But now…. You have poisoned The oceans, rivers and lakes With your elite minds You have chased away Animals and beauty By ruthlessly Cutting down trees as If were a sport Fish and crabs Are suffocating from The oil that your ships Are spilling every season Orphaned cubs are dying Of starvation as Poachers hunt their parents For entertainment Butterflies and ladybirds Have become a fairytale To most children Because of toxic chemicals That you release in the air Some people’s physique Have been erred while Some lands have become Barren because of your Flaming, gigantic mushrooms You have fought me For many years, Without knowing that You are part of me I tried so hard To show you the bad Side and its consequences With messengers, But you couldn’t heed If you see the clouds Flaming, it is my wounds That are healing Which you inflicted on me If you see raging storms On oceans and lands, It is I turning the clock back To how things ought to be Returning the clock Will make most of you To lament because of hunger And collapsed civilizations But in the end… I’ll usher in a golden Age for your children
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